Semua Bab Chosen for the Lycan : Bab 101 - Bab 110

AvaThere was something ridiculously rude about life cutting you off from something you had not fully experience yet in the first place, and then giving it to you as a joke when you thought you deserved better, or maybe even a warning for good behavior. I was in love with the Lycan King.It explained the unending beat of my heart, the heat I felt whenever he had walked into a room with his hair shining in the early morning sun, the way his eyes shone brighter at night like a cat's, or the huge sparks of electricity that seemed to fly through me just by his presence, which was never actually a physical thing.It was from the way my insides melted, how his whole being fascinated and pulled me in, even if sometimes he would be angry or frustrated. It was the sudden sense of protection that filled me even when he was the scariest human in existence, the kind of protectiveness that made me feel alive, almost, despite not having been born a Lycan myself. If he was happy, it made me happy

Queen Mother I had accepted my condition, accepted that the inability to walk again or move was my fate.My son had done his best, he was doing his best, Edna was doing her best so was the healer and her endless potions which had seemed to help me move my head, and - that was all. It was enough considering the fact that I went from dying to this.My voice still hadn't returned, and I had lost all hope in it as well.So did everyone else. And, honestly, I wasn't even sure that there was anything left in my mind. The pain in my legs kept me up most of the day, aching, throbbing, sometimes burning. I slept most of the time, sometimes I was too tired to even eat properly but Leon made sure of that.He didn’t mind helping me around with my wheelchair. I fear that aside from care, guilt fed on him like an unforgiving tumor.It was late and I was supposed to be asleep yet my eyes refused to close. The house was quiet except for an owl that was perched outside, watching its prey and the wi

AvaWhen the other girls began to bring me food, they gave me scornful looks as if I were some sort of lowlife. Which was I?“How does she have him wrapped around her finger unlike everyone else?” They said. But that wasn't true, I didn't have him wrapped around my finger! He was just very persistent and I thought his approach was suspicious.There was no way a man like him could be nice without ulterior motives! So I had to keep away from him. I had a feeling that he still didn't believe anything I said about not knowing where I had that mark.“Are you strong enough to come?” He asked me after he stopped by the room I was in.“What is happening?” I said, not quite understanding what he meant. “The bi-annual dance. You should come, you'll get to experience our people, the rich culture, and all…”“No, I am not strong enough to to see any of those things. I can't come.” I said quickly. “I mean I appreciate your offer but I don't feel too well” I lied. Not oblivious to the way I soun

AvaThe Nightmares didn't stop. They came in angry batches and left me unable to sleep for two days. When the dark circles underneath my eyes grew drastically. Alpha Reuben took matters into his hands.Alpha Reuben made me see their healer whom he called “An expert”. The nightmare was a tall, pale skinny looking woman who seemed old and young at the same time. Her face was covered in what could have been clay and her eyes had the smokiest shadow above them. She wore a flowery corset and pants meant for men. Her wild brown hair stood in all directions, her skin was as dark as her eyes and her hands and neck were adorned with weird-looking pieces of beads and she scared me. As soon as we sat down she took my ankle and looked closely at it.“It looks like you got into a fight with a tiger,” she commented while examining my foot.I frowned. “Why would I fight a tiger?”She shook her head sadly like she felt sorry for me and turned to Alpha Reuben.“This one has a big mouth Reuben”Oh, sh

Alpha Reuben“You caused this” Camille announced and I stared back at her blankly, not understanding what she meant by that statement at first. “What do you mean?” I asked instead as my mind went wild over possible situations that could have brought me to this situation. There was no way I’d done anything wrong. “Who does she remind you of?” The woman in front of me stared at me with her extremely black eyes that seemed to be trying to pierce through me.“No one” I admitted because truthfully, I didn’t she looked like anyone I knew.“Are you sure Reuben? The man who wears a hat, don't you know anyone like that? Who constantly wear hats and hoods” The woman continued but before I could respond to her accusations, Camille didn't back down.“Think critically Reuben. Give me your hands” she instructed and I followed her order, placing them in her cold ones and letting her run them up and down my arms as if to make sure that they were real. Then she placed something on my palms.